Quotes About Song

Be merry all, be merry all, With holly dress the festive hall; Prepare the song, the feast, the ball, To welcome merry Christmas.

Hark! hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,And Phoebus 'gins arise,His steeds to water at those springsOn chalic'd flowers that lies;And winking Mary-buds beginTo ope their golden eyes:With everything that pretty is,My lady sweet, arise.

I can suck melancholy out of a song as a weasel sucks eggs.

O never a green leaf whispers, where the green-gold branches swing: O never a song I hear now, where one was wont to sing. Here in the heart of Summer, sweet is life to me still, But my heart is a lonely hunter that hunts on a lonely hill.

Sometimes from sorrow, for no reason, you sing. from "Cutting Loose

Will no one tell me what she sings? Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things And battles long ago.

We'll talk of sunshine and of song, And summer days, when we were young; Sweet childish days, that were as long As twenty days are now.

But even a wonderful soloist needs a song. Even a pitch-perfect voice needs a message.

At a certain pitch of religious experience, the heart just wants to sing; it breaks into song. Paradoxically, you could say when the silence finds its fullness, it comes to word.

city's anthem, "I Left My Heart in San Francisco," was written in 1954 by two gay lovers who were pining for "the city by the bay" after moving to Brooklyn Heights.

The saddest day in the woods is when birds run out of happy songs to sing.

Sameron adion asoI shall sing a sweeter song tomorrow

True music begins when the song of your soul finds its tune and the emotions of your heart find their voices.

Faith is a bird that sings songs of the heart.

The breeze at the beach has a secret song in her heart which always lures us back.

Keep calm and let your heart sing the song of kindness.

Life is a magical song of the universe. To understand it, feel it in your heart and sing along.

Life is a song. Your thoughts are the music. Now play beautiful music and sing a wonderful song.

My mother was the dearest, sweetest angel. She didn't talk she sang. She was a tower of strength.

Perhaps all music, even the newest, is not so much something discovered as something that re-emerges from where it lay buried in the memory, inaudible as a melody cut in a disc of flesh. A composer lets me hear a song that has always been shut up silent within me.

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Mrs. Fitch's Compassionate Tea---contains plant essences only. Listed below, the ingredients: Matricaria recutita, rosehips, passion flower, fennel, and more. Especially beneficial for ladies' ailments. Add harp song when in season.

All was at peace while Batty picked flowers and hummed a song about kangaroos.

The trees are whispering to me, reminding me of my roots, and my reach... shhhhhh... can you hear them? Selflessly sharing their subtle song.